Chapter 251 Xuan Yuan

The two major sixth-level races did not prohibit the spread of the sky-replenishing technique, because it can no longer be banned. The sky-replenishing technique is a practice that all members of the herbivore must memorize, and it is engraved in their bones.

Unless all the herbivores are exterminated, it cannot be banned at all.

Time flies again, two thousand years later.

At the top of Jianmu, Yang Shou saw that the herbivores were getting weaker and weaker. From the number of hundreds of thousands, it dropped sharply again, leaving only tens of thousands.

The inability to reproduce offspring resulted in them being able to linger on their last days, unable to expand their race at all.

"Creator, you... really don't intervene?"

Fu Nao was beside him, who also witnessed all this, and couldn't help asking.

If it were it, he would have been unable to bear it for a long time. With such a trend, in a thousand years, the herbivores would be few, if not extinct.

Yang Shou was very calm, estimated the time, and said softly: "It should be soon, when the survival of the race is in crisis, there will always be one or two people who will stand up, and the herbivores have been silent for so long, it is time for someone to stand up. "

In a total of three thousand years, ninety-nine percent of the clan members died. At such a price, such a bloody enmity, Yang Shou could not believe that no one could resist the race that could give birth to ten pioneers.

Fu Nao was silent, not quite understanding the meaning of Yang Shou's words, as if... Miracles always happen when a race survives or dies.

According to its logical understanding, there is no concept of survival of a race. As an intelligent life, although it also has the desire to survive, it is the only one in the entire race.

While Fu Nao was thinking, he was also studying hard. Looking at the water mirror, he suddenly found a person walking out of the declining herbivorous clan.

An old man.

With a stooped figure and leaning on a cane, he set off from the herbivore settlement, as if on a pilgrimage, towards the library.

It's almost nine steps, one kowtow, three steps and one worship, and every step is extremely pious.

"This is……"

Fu Nao muttered, looking at the old man, a little surprised.

In the old man, there seemed to be a power revived. This power was terrifying, but it didn't know where it came from.

Yang Shou's gaze was also fixed on the old man. The short old man was leaning on a cane. Every three steps he took, he had to put down the cane and prostrate himself.

This is an extremely pious old man with an extremely firm mind!

It was hard for such a weird person not to attract the attention of others. Soon, someone discovered this old man and reported it to the two major races.

The two major races did not pay attention to it. After three thousand years, the herbivores have been suppressed too badly. There are only tens of thousands of people left in the entire race. It is really difficult to attract their attention.

The two major races did not make a move, but along the way, several fifth-level monks provoked the old man and blocked his way.

However, the old man just glanced at the provocateur lightly, and the provocateur immediately burst open, turning into blood mist and floating in the air.

After several times, no one dared to provoke and stop them.

It took the old man ten years to return to the library step by step.

Looking at this huge library, he kept crying, weeping hard, leaning on crutches, crying and laughing, ignoring the opinions of others.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

"The library built by the ten pioneers exhausted their entire lives. The efforts of all the ancestors of our family are in it. The unworthy descendant Xuanyuan of the future generations... will use the remaining body to open a bloody road for the race!"

"Anyone who can't kill our clan will eventually make our clan stronger!"

"Anyone who enslaves our clan will eventually go to destruction!"

"Anyone who stands in the way of our clan's glory will be doomed forever!"

The old man recited softly, his breath rising round after round, and he gave up the crutches. Every step he took, he became younger, almost step by step, and after five steps, he reached level five impressively!

The fifth level that once horrified all races!

Practitioners of Sky Mending Technique are invincible within the same realm!

Level 6, who was in charge of guarding the library, sensed an abnormality, flew out of thin air, and stared at the old man condescendingly.

At this time, he is no longer an old man, but has returned to the appearance of a man in his prime, with majestic momentum and torch-like eyes, sweeping everything in front of him.

"Herbivore?"

This sixth-level person has long since stopped asking about worldly affairs, concentrating on all kinds of research in the library, half-closed his eyes, and instantly remembered the herbivores back then.

Moreover, when he was alone, he was the one who suppressed the entire herbivore.

He alone slaughtered countless Level 5s.

"Is it invincible in the same realm?"

The sixth-level powerhouse sneered, half-closed his eyes and mocked.

"So what about level five invincibility? I didn't expect you to break our seal and secretly cultivate to such a level!"

Back then, all the sixth-level powerhouses attacked at the same time, sealing millions of herbivores, and none of them missed it. However, it was unexpected that under such circumstances, there would still be people who could break through the seal and cultivate to the fifth level.

He didn't doubt that Xuan Yuan was the fifth level back then, and all the fifth levels back then were killed, leaving no one left!

It has to be said that the herbivores have a backbone. Back then, the fifth level came to die one after another, and none of them chose to escape.

Xuan Yuan looked at the sixth level, three thousand years ago, he was still a child.

In this position, I witnessed the massacre with my own eyes.

The seniors in the clan were killed one by one, without the power to fight back.

Even if one is invincible within the same realm, facing an opponent beyond one realm, one can only be crushed.

"Song Xizhen, you...damn it!"

Xuan Yuan didn't say too much, and the killing intent burst out without concealing it.

Song Xizhen is the name of this massacre!

"Hahahaha, come on, come on, your clan's fifth-level strength was indeed strong back then, and it took me a lot of effort to kill it. It's been three thousand years. I really miss this feeling. Fortunately, you still have a fifth-level strength. Let me feel it." Excuse me, what have you cultivated in the past three thousand years?!"

Song Xizhen sneered, standing aloft, with his hands behind his back, suspended in the air, condescending.

"boom!"

Xuan Yuan's pupils stared, and a golden light shot out, rushed into the sky, and hit Song Xizhen directly.

"The light of ants dares to fight for glory!"

Song Xizhen didn't care, waved his hands and sneered, and released a cyan light ball to defend.

Then, he underestimated Xuan Yuan's strength and overestimated himself. The moment the golden light in his eyes touched the cyan light ball, he shattered the cyan light ball into pieces!

Without losing his momentum, he hit Song Xizhen's chest in the blink of an eye.

A blood hole appeared on his chest, the size of a fist, spurting blood.

"Ant, how dare you hurt me!"

As a sixth level, it is rare to get injured, and even if he is injured, he is injured by an opponent of the same level. Song Xizhen instantly became angry from embarrassment, the blood hole in his chest was slowly repairing, and at the same time he began to attack Xuan Yuan actively.

"Ant, die for me!"

With just one blow, Song Xizhen understood that the person in front of him had the ability to kill him.

He can't sit still, he must take the initiative to attack!

However, even though he took the initiative to attack, he still underestimated Xuan Yuan's strength. He saw Xuan Yuan jumping up, stepping up into the void, taking the first step, Song Xizhen's figure was affected by a mysterious and strange energy, slightly After a while, the attack slowed down a lot.

Taking the second step, the unhealed wound on his chest burst open again, and blood mist gushed out.

Taking the third step, his internal organs, body up and down, as if he was about to betray himself, was about to fall apart, and he spent all his strength to suppress it.

Seeing that Xuan Yuan was about to take the fourth step, his expression changed drastically.

"Ant, what kind of exercise is this, why have I never seen it in the library?"

However, Xuan Yuan saw through his vain attempt to delay time, ignored him at all, stepped out, and Song Xizhen's whole body turned into blood mist, burst open, and fell completely!

In ten thousand years, the first level six fell!

"This library contains the hard work and wisdom of our ancestors, and no one is worthy of occupying it except ours!"

On this day, standing on the top of the library, Xuan Yuan knelt down to Bu Tian Shu, not when he was fighting, his body aged again and became an old man.

He was weeping and his face was full of shame.

As a child who grew up listening to the stories of the ten pioneers, he still remembers that when he was enlightened and opened the sky-replenishing technique, he saw a sentence left by the ten pioneers.

"The descendants of future generations, if you practice this technique, you will create the glory of our family, and it will be sung to the heavens in the future. Don't slack off!"

However, they were enslaved before they left the Primordial Dimension. There are only tens of thousands of people left in the entire glorious race.

about to extinct!

"Ancestors, please rest assured, today, I, Xuanyuan, will bloodbath the two major races, killing all fifth-level and sixth-level monks, leaving no one behind!"

Just like what they did to their own people back then, tooth for tooth, blood for blood!

After staying in the library for three days, Xuan Yuan walked out again and began to visit the two major races, setting off a massacre.

However, the two major races had already received the news of Song Xizhen's fall. At this moment, all the fifth and sixth ranks gathered in one place, waiting for Xuan Yuan to throw himself into the trap.

Song Xizhen's demise was too weird. Some people witnessed this scene from a distance, and it was passed on miraculously. Some people said that Xuan Yuan stared at Song Xizhen to death at a glance, while others said that Song Xizhen blew himself up to death.

But all the six levels unanimously affirmed that Xuan Yuan must have broken through to level six, otherwise it would be impossible to kill Song Xizhen so easily!

Sixth level... plus invincibility at the same level, this makes all six levels dignified.

"Kill him, and then destroy the entire herbivore!"

This is their unanimous opinion. This race is too terrifying. Being so suppressed, there are still people who can rise from the seal and hopelessness, and reach the sixth level in three thousand years.

But they were not too worried. The total number of sixth-level powerhouses of the two races was seven hundred!

With the addition of countless five levels, this power gathered together is enough to slightly contend with half-step gods.

Xuan Yuan walked all the way, when he approached the two major races, he sensed hundreds of majestic forces, remained silent, said nothing, continued to walk on crutches without haste.

The direction has not changed, and the purpose remains unwavering.

In front of him, all the sixth-level powerhouses were staring at him. Usually at the fifth level, being stared at by these eyes, the whole body would collapse, but Xuan Yuan, who was on crutches, didn't care at all, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth. .

The smile ranged from imperceptible, to a loud chuckle, to wanton insolence.